After[Undertale]

Ch18-Zzzz

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...3 years earlier

My eyes burst open and I try taking slow deep breaths to calm myself down.

...I had one of those nightmares about my resets again. I'm getting them so often lately...it sucks. But this one...it was odd somehow...It ended differently I think? As if someone...oooh.

I look around trying to figure out who woke me up.

"hey bud." They look at me and take in my one edge expression before I can mask it with my smile. "that bad huh?"

"I...I'm fine..." I say quietly.

They give me an unconvinced look.

"...well we both know that isn't true,"

"...I-I am...why wouldn't I be?" My grin tightens as I say this.

"...you had a nightmare,"

"What? I...uh..." I sigh, "fine I did...but I can handle it just fine,"

At this they look even more unconvinced.

"I...look...if you're gonna just tell me it's all going to be okay, o-or get me to get me to tell you all about my dream like you're some sort of therapist then... just... just don't,"

"ok, i wasn't planning on it bud,"

"Do you really think I'm gonna tell you about-" I turn my head towards them as what they just said actually registers. "...wait you're not?"

"nah, it would make me a bit of a hypocrite considering i never answer when papyrus asks me, besides i'm pretty sure i have an idea of what it was about anyways,"

Of course he does... he probably has nightmares about the other resets too... because from what I can work out he somehow remembers certain things about them...I still don't understand why he doesn't hate me if he remembers all those timelines... or even just some of them...

"...i guess....that makes sense..." my confident smirk relaxes slightly.

He goes into the kitchen and picks up a mug and bowl before placing it on the table next to me, I raise an eyebrow and look at them. There's a hot cocoa with marshmallows in the mug, which actually looks good...I look over at the bowl and see that it contains ice cream, which looks equally good.

"...usually helps," he explains.

"uh...thanks i guess..." I mutter.

I look at him and tilt my head slightly...Why does Sans even care?

I take a sip of the hot cocoa and my eyes light up. This is sooo good!

I...

...

...I really suck at making hot cocoa. Sans just smirks at my reaction to his hot cocoa, I try to mask it but...I can tell he noticed.

"Yeah yeah...I admit it...I like it," I mutter.

He can tell that's an understatement but doesn't call me out on that.